C# Parse String Quotes & Sayings

The truth is that parents are not really interested in justice. They just want quiet. — Bill Cosby

We live in a world in which people are censured, demoted, imprisoned, beheaded, simply because they have opened their mouths, flapped their lips, and vibrated some air. Yes, those vibrations can make us feel sad or stupid or alienated. Tough shit. That's the price of admission to the marketplace of ideas. Hateful, blasphemous, prejudiced, vulgar, rude, or ignorant remarks are the music of a free society, and the relentless patter of idiots is how we know we're in one. When all the words in our public conversation are fair, good, and true, it's time to make a run for the fence. — Daniel M. Gilbert

Words are too easy," he says.
He opens his book. "What looks like truth and sounds like truth might be nothing but a dream, nothing but a story I wish had happened. — David Almond

I would rather be broke and do something I love, than be wealthy working a nine-to-five job any day. — Jay Crownover

There is no way to learn to pray but by praying. — Samuel Chadwick

Men have periods too, they just don't bleed. — Tori Amos

It is true that in life, precious moments my simply fly,
But deep in our hearts and souls, they will never die. — Mouloud Benzadi

People are only what they think of themselves. — Ai Yazawa

It is African scholars themselves who will create the ultimate Encyclopaedia Africana. — W.E.B. Du Bois

What is courage? Let me tell you what I think it is. An indefinable quality that makes a man put out that extra something, when it seems there is nothing else to give. I dare you to be better than you are. I dare you to be a thoroughbred. — Herb Brooks

When traveling with someone, take large does of patience and tolerance with your morning coffee. — Helen Hayes

There's always risk. But I'm going to come in and play hard. I want to come in and contribute. — Eric Lindros

Nothing makes me so happy as to observe nature and to paint what I see. — Henri Rousseau

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose. — Randall Jarrell